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[croceamors]

New Moon, stop that.

[The golden retriever pulls away from the SFC camera, sparing you all prolonged exposure from a close up of a doggy nose. There's the sound of boots in the sand before Saix picks up the SFC and starts to clean it with a sigh. From what can be seen, he's somewhere on the island, the night sky stretched out above him. Settled in the sand is also a telescope, and some papers and books set up on a nearby rock.]

[Soon enough, he realizes that the SFC is on. Oh well. He might as well put it to good use- he had been wondering something tonight. Maybe someone in Vatheon could be useful.]

[When he speaks, he actually sounds fairly relaxed and calm instead of stoic, rigid, or just plain... well, douchebaggy.]

Is there anyone who knows anything about astronomy, or anything to do with the night sky? I'm simply curious.

[None of the Organization were really people he could have a conversation with about his element, and he's in a 'good' mood tonight. His gaze shifts away from the SFC until he's looking up into the sky.]

It's waxing crescent tonight...

[Action]

[Anyone up on the island tonight has a chance of running into Saix, who's found a nice spot on the beach. His black coat and gloves are folded off to the side, leaving him in a simple tank top and his pants as he looks through the telescope. If someone approaches, he'll look up and give a slight nod of recognition while his dog simply lays by the rocks, tail wagging.]

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[croceamors]

You're a brat.

[Just tellin' it like it is bro]

[flared]

And you're way too stiff.

[Don't mind him, he'll just be holding up New Moon's head with both hands so he can massage his jaw. Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy~?]

[croceamors]

I'm the only one who got anything done. And New Moon, stop that.

[Sorry, doge is currently busy. Too busy just leaaaaning into Axel and thumping his hind leg a little. Yesssss, he is the best boy.]

[flared]

Oh, don't give yourself that much credit. I never even saw you get out there on the field and kick ass.

[Who's a good doggy? Yes, you're a good doggy, awwwwwww.]

[croceamors]

You know I've been on the field before. I simply got too busy to continue to take on missions, and the Organization grew to where the workload could be better distributed.

[And then it got cut down to size again so, y'know.]

[flared]

Sure, sure. Blame it all on something else, why don't you.

[You can just never be wrong, can you. But whatever. He's used to it. Axel continues to pet doggy before he has to give his hands a rest. So, he'll go ahead and make himself comfortable, flopping backward onto the sand with his arms folded behind his head. ... Hm. The night sky really is nice here.]

[croceamors]

Fortunately for me, I had twelve somethings to blame it all on.

[Such a teamplayer he is.]

[Saix watches him for a moment longer, as if not really sure what to make of him, before he turns his back on him once again. This was a nice night, and he's determined to salvage it.]

[flared]

[Axel just won't bother responding to that and instead relaxes, staring up at the sky in silence. It's so familiar... He can remember Lea being quiet for once while his friend talked on and on about the stars and the worlds, then at one point he would just fall fast asleep, not because he was bored, but because he felt so much at peace.

Really, it's not his intention to bother Saïx right now. He just wants to be here. That's all.]

[croceamors]

[There won't be any chatter this night, unfortunately. He stopped being so energetically enthused about even the things he likes- liked?- a long time ago. There's just the soft scratching of pen on paper every now and then, and the quiet noises that are made when Saix adjusts his telescope. Just like Isa, he'll probably try to stay up until the sun's rays finally start to tint the very horizon a lighter color than the deep blues and purples of the nighty sky.]